Im free...

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Moka

I'm finally leaving...
I'm finally seeing the town in person...
*Sniff* Thank you Lord...
The first time, in 6 years I'm seeing the outside world...
I still remember the horrible day I came here...
I was six. I was not foolish. I knew I could never get better. I would be sick my whole life....
I knew I would die... this is my last month alive. I'm going to do whatever I want, whenever I want...
I want to be a real person.
I want to fall in love.
I want to make friends.
I want.....
.
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.
.
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A family....
I want to die on the 31st day, my love, friends, family, and partners by my side.
I want to live like no one ever has.
I want...
.
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.
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To be cured, by the only, and first actual love in will ever have...
No one ever truly loved me. I was an experiment. Needles...
Everywhere... shocks... every second...
Cuts... dissection... blood... Everywhere...
The voices in my head, telling me to do things... things I should never have even known...
The voices are gone, the experiments are over. The needles are gone, my family has left.
I'm... free....
The constant beeping of a heart monitor, I will never hear again. The plain white sealing, I will never have to stare at again in useless hope of a peaceful sleep. This place isn't good for my sanity... this place isn't good for my mentality.
If I stay any longer, I'll go insane.
So I will spend the next 31 days the way I have always wanted to spend them.
Being loved.....


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